Sometimes I wish It was never thought of; I wish It would just stop.
I wish I could be smarter than it.
I wish my parents could tell me that It would just stop and go away. But, It won’t.
I wish It could just accept me; because I not like them. But It won’t.
I wish that I could say “It I don’t care”. But It doesn’t listen.
I wish It cared about other people. But It only cares about themselves.
I wish It wasn’t “Two Faced”. But It is only fun and nice when no one is looking.
I wish that It wouldn’t talk behind my back. But It thinks its fun.
I wish that It wouldn’t tell my BIGGEST secrets. I trusted It. But It just brushes me off, acts like I’m not there.
I wish It didn’t think that they are better than me. Why? Well I know It better than anyone else.
I wish that It didn’t walk all over me. I’d give the shirt off my back for It. Pfff, It doesn’t give a crap.
It has ruined me.
It LOVES DRAMA! It lives for drama.
I just want to tell all the Its to grow up.
I don’t enjoy being around It. Quite frankly Its annoying.
The worst of all, It disses me. Then, no one stands up for me. I feel alone.
It wonders why I’m like this. Well It you bullied me enough times you emotionally abused me. That’s why I’m like this.
It, thanks for a life time full of anxiety.
But the best part about me is that I forgive It. There is always forgiveness in everything. Even though It never apologized to me, I still forgive them. I know It is hurting. That's why they're doing this to me.